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After my parents' real daughter came back home, I got beaten up for the ninety-ninth time. I fought back and argued like I always did, but my parents didn't feel sorry for me anymore. They tossed me into a trash can in the back alley, telling me to reflect on myself. "I swear I'm innocent, Mom," I pleaded. Curled up in the pitch-black alley, I prayed with all my heart that Mom would cool off and come get me. Suddenly, a pair of huge dark hands yanked me out of the trash. After a night filled with pain and utter despair, my mind went completely blank. I couldn't remember a thing. I sewed up my broken body as best I could and stumbled back home. Mom had spent the whole night searching for me, but when she saw me, her gaze was awkward and uneasy. Mom said, "Sophie blamed you for something you didn't do, and I had a word with her. "Just let it go, okay? "From now on, we'll all get along and live together as a family." I didn't say a word. Because... Mom, I had no future anymore.